posted by July 18 at 9:39 AMon
Minutes after closing my eyes last night, a city and a television tower appeared.
The television tower had babies crawling up and down it.
The babies were naked.
Th babies had holes for faces.
Just before my finger entered a hole, I awoke. A long and loaded train was rattling on the tracks.
My dream has a debt. That debt is owed to Christin Clatterbuck.